Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Episode 111 Beloved.

The Nancang inn.

I'm with my selfishness....

Don't want to be like the froth in the ocean water, walking together and disappearing without a trace.

I'll race me....

Reluctant to be the pounding of the waves, which thumped violently, but lost and broke on the beach.

I am with my jealousy....Closing your eyes, when a lot of feeling of shipwreck, and disappearing into your heart.

I flipped over the floating froth, which sings fast with you, waiting until it vanished without a trace.

Me. with my selfishness..

Can ignore, the coral that welcomes the pounding of your waves, breaking the waves at the edge of the ocean.

I am with my love...

Just want to be water, and wind to the ocean of your heart, always faithful together, painting the blue reflection of the sky, and the pounding of the waves under the red of twilight.

Blowing the aroma of taste from the depths of the hidden recesses of the heart.

But..why with that firmness, my heart is still restless and doubtful, over the depths of your sanitary niche?.

*Jiang jing wei*

A Man dashingly, lifting up the body of a woman, from inside a hot spring bath.

It was obvious that she was exhausted from the woman's body.

However, a happiness is clearly illustrated, on her beautiful face which is now sleeping.

The woman, who was none other than Ziaruo, fell asleep while enjoying the bathing pool, on the lap of the husband.

Jing carried the body of the Empress, with great heart. It was as if he was carrying something very precious.

The man only grabbed a wide blanket to cover the bodies of the two, before taking the Empress to the bed, laying her there, and also laying down her gallant body as well.

Emperor Jing, still feeling anxiety as well as discomfort, closed his eyes, recalling the Empress' request just a moment ago.

With a sigh, the man tilted his body. Slowly his hands hugged Ziaruo's body, and muttered softly. ''Yun..must you do that?.''

Emperor Jing increasingly tightened his embrace, there was an increasingly uncomfortable feeling squeezing his heart, with a still soft voice, he spoke again.''I don't seem willing if you do.''

''Am I too petty?, am I too jealous?. Yun...even if it's someone else, I still don't like it, especially this is him, so can't you do it.'' Jing continued, hugging Ziaruo's body tightly, there was uneasiness and fear in every part of the word.

And, Ziaruo understood and understood everything. The woman was just silent, when she heard the husband, started to open her mouth from the beginning.

Ziaruo wanted to hear for himself, about the response, as well as the grievances in his heart.

Just as Jing, finishing her speech, the woman tilted her body, facing her husband.

A smile was etched on the lips of the beautiful woman, gently caressed the face of the emperor, and began to speak. ''Say whatever you think, say whatever it is...''

Ziaruo gently dyed Emperor Jing's eyes for a moment. To the woman, those eyes were too beautiful, for a suspicion to her, Ziaruo also regretted, when the bead shaded the husband, looking at her doubtfully.

''Are you still not sure, with me Your Majesty?.'' Further.

The woman turned to put Emperor Jing's head on her chest, while the man increasingly shuffled his body low, and hugged her tightly.

''I trust you...'' Jing replied softly.

''I'm not really fooling myself Yun.., I'm afraid I can't control my emotions, I'm afraid to let you down, and.... And I'm afraid you're tired and give up on my love.'' Jing continued, still in her soft tone.

''I just don't want you to give up, and disappear from my life, I love you so much.'' Jing continues back.

Hearing Emperor Jing's Honest remark, Ziaruo hugged her tightly, smelling the scent of the Emperor's hair several times.

The man with high arrogance and known as the cold and cruel man, even countless times, how many times he said the word Love for himself.

And it was natural for Jing to feel frightened, because from the wedding until now, Ziaruo had never once said that he loved the man.

Meanwhile, the Emperor was afraid to ask the Empress about her feelings.

After all, Jing still clearly remembered that the marriage was, indeed without the foundation of love from both sides.

''Heeeeeeeh...'' Empress Yun sighed for a moment.

There is an undeniable thought, that everything is legitimate for the man, whether or not, for every action he will take.

''Then what can I do, If something happens to him, then this body also cannot survive.'' Ziaruo said back.

Hearing that, Jing was also mistaken.

Emperor Jing was silent....

''I love you so much Yun, even imagining you being with him alone, as if strangling my neck, I would rather fight with thousands of soldiers, than have to wrestle with anxiety, and fear like this... ...'' Mumbled in his heart.

Hearing those thoughts, there was turmoil in Ziaruo's heart. He slowly raised Emperor Jing's chin, bringing the face up, looking at his face fixed.

A gentle smile fell on the Empress's face.

''I know you love this woman. Even if all the air is here, you can say, they will only murmur your hearts for me, Thank you....'' Ziaruo said gently, rubbing Jing's lips slowly, his brown eyes, focusing on the lips.

Getting such treatment, Jing who had been holding back her desire, again felt turmoil. His breathing began to be irregular, his eyes became sharper and wild, even his breathing felt warmer than usual.

Ziaruo understood what was in the husband's heart and mind. With tenderness he softly*tipped jing's lips, Mel*m*tnya slowly, and do the magic sen*ual movement with his hands.

In Ziaruo's mind hoping, things would be much better after this. Jing her husband will understand better, that she is his woman, there is no need to fear another man, who has been in his life before.

*Flash back on*

Behind Jing's explosive heart, and his gair*h orange feel, the Ruler was stunned again.

"If you don't go to the palace, then where did you go Yun?, I replied Yun...Yuuuun..." Jing asked, in a rather loud voice, as she looked at Ziaruo, who started to disappear behind the door of the room.

The man walked quickly, following the empress to the bathhouse.

''Yuun....''

Hearing the husband's scream, Ziaruo just kept quiet, he took off every single piece of clothing that stuck to him all day in his slender body.

In fact, Ziaruo still stepped into the pool of hot water, even though he saw the Emperor, was walking quickly towards him.

''Stopped there... I want to talk!." Strangled Jing as she walked closer.

Ziaruo turned his head for a moment to the man, in a half-joking voice he replied. "It was after I got into the water that it must have stopped (soaking).''

Hearing that answer, Emperor Jing became lost his mind, and exclaimed in a rather loud voice. ''I said stop.!!, quickly turn around.!, there is something I want to ask.Hurry up here!.''

''Braaac...'' The sound of the door opening.

Hearing Emperor Jing in a rather loud voice, Wuhan who was outside the room opened the door quickly, he was about to go inside, ensuring the safety of the master and Empress.

But a voice stopped his steps. ''It's okay Wuhan, you don't go in.''

A voice from someone he knew very well. It is a command that must be obeyed by the man.

''Well Your Majesty.the servant is outside the room.'' Said Wuhan, with the intention of showing the position of its existence.

Wuhan came back out and closed the door, there was a hint of indecipherable gurgle on his face.

Meanwhile, seeing the Empress progressively walking into the middle of the pond, Emperor Jing took off all her clothes, the man entered the hot pool, which was behind her bedroom.

Ziaruo smiled, when he saw the husband coming in, there was a triumphant look on the beautiful face of the woman.

''Say!, where did you go?, and with whom?.'' Jiang jing wei asked, grabbing Ziaruo's hand.

With the pull of her husband's hand, Ziaruo slid down, towards the husband's body, answering. ''I went west forest with brother.''

Hearing that answer, Jing was silent for a moment, he was unlikely to be surprised, with his wife's short trip to a far place, with a distance of many days in a short time.

Even the other day, he experienced it.

Jing frowned, and asked back. ''Are you visiting his grave?.''

Hearing the question, Ziaruo pressed his head against the Emperor's chest, and answered softly. '' Eeemmm.''

Emperor Jing carried the body of Empress Yun, onto her lap, washed the white body with great water, rubbed it gently, and several times also stole a kiss on the woman's shoulder.

With a soft voice Jing again asked.''Are you still thinking about him (Gutingye)?.''

Ziaruo looked up, looking at the face fixedly, with a smile he replied. ''Are you also jealous, with a navel of His Majesty?.''

''Huuuh..'' Jing snorted violently.

''You're right...I'm jealous, even you always visit her.'' Jing replied with a look of annoyance.

''Hahaha.haha..''

''Why is my beloved husband, even jealous of a forest mound, you are so adorable Your Majesty.'' Ziaruo said with his carefree laugh.

Hearing that remark, Jing's heart flowered.

''Loved...'' Jing murmured inwardly, with happiness imprinted on his face.